We are such a fortunate bunch here at TDC, ever grateful and appreciative that we have the DNA structure or whatever the heck it is that enables us to “get” David, and appreciate him in all of his gorgeous and uplifting awesomeage.

It’s hard to believe that this is our second Thanksgiving together.  But here we are, still laughing, weeping, thuding, exalting and whoo-hoo-hooting for “our guy”!  OK, sometimes we’ve gotten a bit at odds, here and there, but hey! …what’s a little disagreement amongst extended family members?  The many and varied flavors are what makes the stuffing spicy!

So here’s a toast to you, David—a sparkling cider, perhaps?!—and to your family, and to all who have a hand in bringing you and your music to us.  And to all of you out there who are joined at the heart to this amazing young man, I offer this day’s reflection on gratitude.

~ highervibe

Recently David tweeted about a dream in which he was riding in an orange car that kept breaking down. (And that it was irritating!) This cryptic sketch of his innermost thoughts reminded me of the poem I wrote some months back, which you see above. I found it so intriguing that his subconscious chose the color orange for his vehicle, it’s such a powerful color. It’s the color of success, creativity, passion, freedom and independence. It’s about action and achieving one’s goals. Metaphysically, it is the color of the second chakra. Having his last three shows canceled was not something within his control, and this dream sounds like a visual representation of having his freedom (self-determination) compromised.

This color-dream correlation gave me pause, asking once again–”Why this ODD? Why me? What is it about David and that dang Voice of his–and his journey–that I connect with so deeply?” But then I was reminded of this bit of wisdom:

“There are no others.” – Ramana Maharshi

Now I’m wondering–if we are all connected, why do we here at TDC seem to be more connected to David than to many of those others? It’s an enigma. Apparently, an orange one.

~highervibe

As I was reading David’s recent blog entry, I stopped in the middle and thought to myself, this is so amazing – I’m reading a letter from this preposterously talented, successful guy who’s out on tour traveling thousands of miles, working on two albums and spending time with his cousins, and he’s writing a letter to me. Okay, you might have gotten a copy of it too, but really, how many years has it been since I wrote a letter even half that long to a family member or even a friend, much less someone I don’t even know? I think I need more fingers and toes to calculate that sum.

So then I continued reading his blog, and he got to the part about his journal-keeping. He enthusiastically encouraged each of us to start one. I had to blush a bit here, because I truly wonder what he would think if he saw my journal with the poems, the pondering, the inspiration, the dreams, the blog comments, and the responses to blog comments. It’s really quite an enigma, but David has pretty much dominated my journal for the last year and a half.

So, what’s so great about a journal, anyway? Why is David so enthusiastic about this activity?

from David’s blog, June 30, 2009
“I made it my New Year’s Resolution to write at least once a week in it though, and at first I thought there’s no way I’m going to keep this going lol. But surprisingly, I’ve been doing really well with it and I’m so glad that I have. It really helps you sort your thoughts out, and also gets your mind kicking into gear.”

I keep a journal, not so much to keep track of this or that event or conscious thought, but to just let my mind wander about wherever it wants. Some of the most fun entries start from a random word and take off down a road I never would have traveled. It’s fascinating to walk back along that obscure road and see what I brought back with me.

“How can I know what I think ’til I see what I say?”
- E.M. Forster

Journaling. This is another quality that’s so amazing about David. With everything he’s got going on in his life, he manages to carve out a space to talk to us as if we were his closest friends, and ramble on about something that we share in common. Who knew? We’re both fans of journaling.

You fill your lungs with a song
three notes in, I’m gone
vanished into your vortex.
~ highervibe

It’s a marvel the world keeps spinning
Sometimes I wonder how
The angels must be winning
In spite of what we humans still allow.

What passes for a good idea
Just amazes me
And how it’s wrapped and sold to us
Is simply trickery.

And along comes David,
So beautiful to see
Captivating audiences
from sea to shining sea!

But look into those eyes, my friend
And look into them deep
You’ll see that it’s an inside job
And he intends to keep….

Our souls together, whole
Wrapped up in a fleecy
All snuggly in his heart
Wherein we share his peace.

Yup, it’s an inside job
Within that outer beauty
Laughing ‘cross the stage he goes
Shaking his little booty!

And you can laugh at me, you see
It really doesn’t matter
If I’m the Fool on the Hill
Or maybe the Mad Hatter.

‘Cus David’s gonna get you
Exactly where you live,
Wherever you’ve been hiding–
It’s what he’s come to give.

Yup, it’s an inside job
and David’s doing the hiring!
So open up your heart
And let him do the rewiring.

- highervibe, 3/17/09